Magic Crystal

Only at this moment did Roy break out in a cold sweat.

He had always believed that Countess Amelia's spirit was affected by the alternation of day and night, meaning that she would fall asleep during the day and come out at night to roam around the castle.

At the same time, he felt that Countess Amelia's area of activity was roughly around the Bread Tree, and she would never leave Ellington Castle.

It now seems that Countess Amelia can appear in the shade during the day, and she doesn't seem to be afraid of the sun. Moreover, her activity area is definitely not limited to Ellington Castle.

When Roy saw Countess Amelia waving at him, Roy suddenly froze...

Klayr stopped and looked back in confusion, only to find nothing behind her except for an old tree.

"Roy, what are you looking at?" Klayr asked curiously.

Roy snapped out of his daze. By then, Count Countess Amelia's face on the tree trunk had long since disappeared. Roy shook his head and muttered, "Oh, it's nothing. Let's go!"

Seeing that Ellington Castle in the distance seemed to be disappearing into the lush forest, the path was very quiet, with no other elven students within dozens of meters in front or behind...

Klayr turned around, placed one hand on Roy's shoulder, and said to him very seriously:

"Roy, although I warned you before, whether you want to hear it or not, I still have to remind you: don't go after Edith Ellington. That girl is practically a perfectionist with obsessive-compulsive disorder. Having her as a captain is fine, but if you try to pursue her, it's like a moth dancing on a flame. That flame only needs to flicker once, and you'll turn into a flurry of flames, leaving not even a handful of ashes in the end..."

Roy thought of Countess Amelia in the castle, and also felt that the Ellington family elves seemed to have a somewhat eccentric personality...

"I know, really, I have no feelings for her!"

Roy said again.

However, Klayr's gaze towards him remained skeptical...

The two left the main road of Ellington Castle.

Following the map to the nearest check-in point to the castle, and having determined the direction, I plunged into the scorching and dense Malaga Jungle.

There are almost no roads in the Magala Jungle, where the trees grow to 20 or 30 meters tall, and almost all of them only have dense foliage at the top.

In addition to some thorny vines, the forest is also full of thorny buds and some uncommon herbaceous plants.

The jungle ground is very muddy during the rainy season.

Occasionally, you'll encounter a puddle of water in the woods. If you squat down at that moment, you'll find that the small puddle is churning with tiny, pale red insects.

The air in the jungle was hot, humid, and stuffy.

Most of the plants have serrated leaves, and the area is full of thorny vines. Sometimes the vines are too dense, so you have to go around them, or you have to take a machete and cut down the vines blocking your way.

Because of the dense vegetation all around, the scenery in the distance cannot be seen.

The two walked silently through the dense forest until they came to a cliff with a drop of about twenty meters, and they could only walk a little further by clinging to the cliff face.

As darkness fell, Roy and Klayr discussed it and decided to camp at a sheltered spot below the cliff.

Fortunately, before leaving the house, Ms. Belinda had asked Roy to bring some insect repellent, so the swarming mosquitoes didn't leave them covered in bites...

Klayr also cut some wormwood and put it on the campfire. Immediately, a pungent plume of smoke billowed out of the fire, driving away the flying insects that were hovering around.

Klayr rarely sees campfires.

Therefore, he was very curious about the small fire.

He sat in front of the campfire, hugging his knees, staring intently at the flames, and occasionally adding a branch or two to the fire.

Roy ate some Breadfruit and drank some water before setting up his tent at the foot of the cliff. He said to Klayr, "According to the laws of the jungle, we need someone to keep watch at night. You'll keep watch for the first half of the night, and I'll go to sleep for a while. Wait until midnight, then wake me up so you can go to sleep."

Klayr's eyes lit up, and she replied, "Okay, then I'll go get some more branches and some wormwood. There are just too many mosquitoes here."

Roy ignored Klayr, who was still intrigued by everything, and crawled into his tent. He had barely slept the night before and had been busy all day, so his head was already a bit foggy. He fell asleep soon after.

"Roy, Roy... it's your turn to watch the campfire."

Klayr knocked on Roy's tent and called to him from outside.

Roy groggily opened his eyes and found himself still sleeping in a tent. The tent was a bit stuffy, and he was covered in sweat, feeling sticky all over...

Roy climbed out of the tent, Klayr handed him a machete, and then yawned and quickly crawled into his tent.

The campfire between the two tents was still burning, and Roy noticed a pile of branches next to it, which must have been prepared by Klayr.

Besides the rustling of leaves, the jungle was filled with the continuous chirping of insects...

As Roy sat by the campfire, he noticed that Klayr's sketchbook was still lying there, indicating that he hadn't been idle either.

There was a crumpled piece of paper next to the campfire. Roy picked it up casually. It was covered with scribbled lines and symbols. It was clearly not a painting, but rather looked like a piece of sheet music with only a small section drawn on it.

Roy casually tossed the crumpled paper into the fire for him...

Then Roy pulled out the Magic Crystal that Countess Amelia had given him from his pocket.

Roy first saw the Magic Crystal in a pub on Brown Street. There was a giant conch shell on the bar counter, inside which was a Magic Crystal Magic Crystal that was playing a cheerful tune.

Looking at the Magic Crystal in my hand, I saw that it had six facets around its edges and pointed ends, fitting perfectly in my palm...

Roy pondered how to activate the Magic Crystal Magic Crystal so that it could sing automatically.

The light from the campfire was not bright enough, so there were many shadows in the shaded areas.

Roy planned to cast the ' Glimmer Illumination Spell to summon a ball of Divine Light before carefully examining the Magic Crystal.

Just as he was about to gather holy light to draw divine runes, a Holy Light Power overflowed from his palm and flowed into the Magic Crystal Magic Crystal, which then lit up.

Roy hadn't expected that activating the Magic Crystal only required inputting a Holy Light Power into it.

As this Holy Light Power flowed through the patterns of the Magic Crystal, the Magic Crystal was no longer clear and transparent; a hazy mist appeared inside. As the Holy Light Power filled the crystal, the mist began to slowly dissipate. And after the mist dissipated, a Silver Moon Elf appeared in the Magic Crystal.

The Silver Moon Elf, holding a longsword in one hand, began to dance inside the Magic Crystal.

Unfortunately, it was an elven male warrior wielding a longsword dancing inside the Magic Crystal; every movement, every breath, was fully revealed within the crystal...

Roy recalled the night of the battle at the harbor, Captain Simpson Guard Squad Princess Ophelia's guard, performed a Silver Moon Elf war dance on the ship, boosting the combat power of all the Elven Guard. It seemed that the Magic Crystal was displaying this kind of elven war dance.

Each dance lasts for less than a minute, but the movements are extremely complex and involve the use of breath and magic...

After each war dance ends, the name of the war dance will be displayed in the Magic Crystal: Dance of Radiance, Dance of Mystery, and Dance of Morale.

Roy never expected that the Magic Crystal Countess Amelia gave him contained detailed explanations of the three war dances.

What annoyed Roy the most were those movements, which were simply impossible for him to perform. If you wanted him to make those movements, you might as well break his limbs and put them back together.

Looking at the Magic Crystal in his hand, Roy was immediately caught in a dilemma.

Under the cover of night at Ellington Castle, Edith changed into a loose set of pajamas in the tent before lying down in her Sleeping Bag.

Inside the tent was Edith's classmate and best friend, Phyllis, who was also wearing similar pajamas and sitting on a fur mat, holding a cup of Tree of Life Sap in her hands and sipping it slowly. She turned to look at Edith and saw her playing with the Magic Crystal in her hand, so she asked, "Even if that Half-Elf knows Princess Ophelia, is she worth all this trouble?"

"Hmm!" Edith replied absentmindedly, her eyes following the patterns on the Magic Crystal.

"Edith, you haven't fallen in love with him, have you?" Miss Phyllis asked with some concern.

Edith placed the Magic Crystal aside, glared at her best friend Miss Phyllis, and said to her, "What are you thinking! All I want in this life is to follow Princess Ophelia and become her follower. Perhaps only in this way can I have a chance to restore the former glory of the Ellington Family!"

As Edith said these words, her eyes became incredibly firm.

Miss Phyllis gently combed her long golden hair, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "I thought something would happen between you and Roy... Actually, Roy is quite nice, handsome and sunny, and after getting tired of seeing Silver Moon Elf, you'll find that human appearances are perhaps more pleasing to the eye!"

Edith glared at her best friend, picked up the Magic Crystal again, and said, "If you want a chance encounter with him after the rain, I might be able to help..."

Edith saw that the high-grade Magic Crystal seemed to be fine, so she infused it with a wisp of Magic Power. The delicate patterns on the Magic Crystal immediately lit up layer by layer. Just as Edith felt that the patterns were somewhat familiar...

A melodious song reached Edith's ears.

The singing was clear and melodious, but at that moment Edith suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of confusion flashing in her sharp eyes. She abruptly pulled open the tent flap, crawled out barefoot, and ran desperately toward the gate of Ellington Castle, her thin nightgown like a cloud covering her body.

At midnight, many elves camped near the castle.

Some of the elves who hadn't fallen asleep just happened to see a blurry figure, like a white mist, running out of a building in the corner of the castle. Her steps were as nimble and light as a deer in the forest, until she rushed to the castle gate before stopping.

Standing barefoot on the ruins of the statue, I looked out into the dark jungle beyond the castle... but there was no trace of Roy to be found.

Edith looked away, somewhat disappointed, and then felt the cool night breeze, which made her feel cold all over. She couldn't help but tug at her rather thin nightgown...

Fortunately, her best friend Phyllis brought a cloak in time, which prevented Edith from being embarrassed.